Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1887-08-11

AhAt Il my ioESan@As t@rits 1EaW-
ford. 4 thorough man of business.
If Walter had taken hiLa ! model,
now
Walter at the moment las whistl-
ing a daucing tune; / hes your par
don, Les. you can't eolnt for my
racket
1t does not annoy ias' glancing
furtively over toward II Ewalt's
office to see if the racket was heard
there.
4 say. who is thai ~ cove with
my fathesa as y -
i really do not know.
Been there an hour and half;
saved me lecture FOR that space of
time. Well, I'm off,
Going to leave the store for the
day. said Leslie, in the peculiar, dis
tinct, monotonous tone which for
some reason rasped Waite. to inces.
SAINT impatient outbursts.
Yes, I'm going to leave it for the
day. wish it Was forever
Don't llAe it to day, ehT slightly
lifting his smooth eyebrows.
Like it? l never liked it; I'm
stifingl The very smell of the fan
nels sickens me! Do you know, I've
been just week learning tie differ
ence between real and imitation Valen.
ciennes lace. Nice occupation for
BIZ lout like me- glancing down at
mis- sturdy body and large hands; I'm
going for horse and scour the river
road before night must get my
breath
What about the livery stable Dill !?
said Leslie in the same tone, without
lifting his eyes from his pen.
Hush, Les! for heavens sake.
What about all the other bills owe? ?
God knows what I'm to 10. Snyder
threatens to 20 TO father with his.
What will you 30 then 2
Do? Blow my brains out, reck-
on It's about all the use I'm of-to
manure the earth some where. I'm
OF no account for anything. began to
think fathers right am worthless
The lad 'seyesfilled. lie stood with
his hands in his pockets, ST airing gloom.
lily cut of the window.
Leslie carefully wiped his pen and
put it in the rest
'Use?' he said, retl. ctiveiy. Tdon't
know. You sing comic song very
well, Walter
Walter turned tia ming on him for
a moment, then he burst into a good .
humored laugh.
You re cool hand, Crawford he
said. 4 never saw AN an NAL of your /
sort, precisely.
Your father is beckon;ng to you,
said Leslie. calmly.
Walter walked ur.willingly to the
office, knocking down stool or two
on the way. Instead Of his fathers
thin austere visage, flu, he'd, kindly
face met him.
Why, Wally, boy
BY GEORGE shouted Walter, If it
inst Uncle Grizzly hims,lfl' Ainging
his arms about the old mans neck |
and kissing him, regardless of the
spectators.
Grizzly The scamp hasn't for
gotten the old joke. Well, we'll |
stand off bit, boy, till l get fair
look The same honest, ugly phiz. |
Neither OF us ever were beauties =
Mr.. Ewalt watched the two men
walking off together arm, in arm,
laughing.
Ugly? Not at all. Walter is
remarkably handsome boy. he thought
Leslie Crawford touched him on the
arm.
1 have Just heard, sir, of another
debt of Walters to Snyder, he said.
The kindly light wen, out of Mr..
Ewalt's face.
Very well. The end must come
soon. After a moments pause be
said coldly, 1 thank you for your
watch over him, Mr.. Crawford I will
not forget It, and when the time
comes
No, sir. There cln come no time
for payment. Mine has been q labor
Of friendship for your son.
Friendship muttered Mr.. Ewalt,
bitterly, as Leslie walked away.
That naR knows that hs will take
Walters place in the store, and that,
soon. He desires it. But as for
friendship
Walter and his uncle sirolled
through the city. hook supper. and
were a. happy as two boys together.
But when Walter Vas alone again the